I know! 3 posts in one week. Well, due to the marvels of technology I am typing this up on Tuesday to post on Friday. Welcome to the future…. haha It's the best for getting stuff out there when I have the brain cells and time to type them up….
One of my favorite things about my friends and the people I call my #village is getting to watch them be like Jesus. Not only to me but to the people around them.
I have a friend that talks about how she walks and prays around her business. That when the Lord tells her to crazy stuff like for a building that will be free, she prays because she knows that He has the money. And If He tells her to pray He has reasons. So she prays. And daily serves her clients. And prays for and sometimes with them. Always seeking ways to share the Love of Christ with them.
My friend Kory from Texas (I always say that in spanish now and it makes me laugh and thought you needed to know) is such a sweet servant. On her recent medical trip to Honduras she not only did eye exams for some of the team, but also the hotel staff as well. She was so excited just to see what she could do to possibly help them out. It was a joy to watch and to help her a little with the spanish. And the simple joy she has for life. To know that the Lord sent me to her not just for a job, but for community, and at times words I needed to hear about the things we have in common.
My friend Carrie (Bufanda) is constantly going from one side of Ohio to the other to pray with people. Not only because she is prayer ministry leader but because it is her heart to do it. Not only for those sick but those with broken and hurting hearts and issues that seem large…but In Him they are completely conquerable. To pray before service for who would be there, those who were sharing, and what He would do. It was a joy to stand next to her a couple of weeks ago as someone sought her out during ministry time for prayer. To watch her get on her knees and pray and see the joy on her face to know the Lord healed the woman.
My teacher friends who teach, love and pray for their students. The ones who have a goal to make sure every child leaves their classtime each year knowing there is a Savior who loves them and wants to draw them near.
My friends in school trying to get their degrees so they can finish and get to whatever is next. To have the official papers to get to do what they desire to do. To see them struggle through the work and the decisions simply to be obedient to what He has for them.
My life is crazy. It is rich and thick with people who live in work in different cities, states, and even countries. And it overwhelms me to tears to know that I am blessed to know them, call them family and friends and be encouraged and challenged by each of them. By their love for the Savior and King and their love for people. It makes me miss being with them just because they look like Jesus and make me to want to be more like Him.
I´m grateful.
Let us all be His.
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